Travis Justice by Colleen Shannon

Author:Colleen Shannon [Shannon, Colleen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2016-07-04T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

John had been around firearms all his life and he knew what a silenced long-range weapon sounded like. He went flat on the floor behind his desk.

Zach swept Abby out of her chair. “Stay down!” Then to his father, “You okay, Dad?” Zach’s heart was racing so fast, he heard his own breathless tone. Good God, he knew the guys behind the murders had to be bold, but this went beyond bold to crazy. Still, time enough to put together all the whys later.

Even the imperturbable John sounded a bit shaken. “Yes, son of a bitch, I can’t believe they took a potshot at me in my own study!”

“Both of you stay put!” Zach crawled to the window, stood to the side and pulled the shade down. “Where’s the radio?” he demanded.

“On the desk. To reach it I’ll have to sit up.”

“Don’t move!”

“Why the hell haven’t the guards reacted outside?”

“I don’t think they heard anything. Can you reach the desk light without sitting up?” Zach inquired.

John fumbled with one long arm, but managed to reach the light and yank the little brass chain. As he did so, another shot pinged, going through windowpane, shade—and John’s hand if he’d been one inch to the left. John shied away, going totally flat on the floor. But the light was out and the room was almost pitch-dark except for the dim light from a wall sconce.

“Holy shit, they must have some kind of imaging equipment,” Zach warned. “Stay there until I get the window covered.”

Still keeping to the side wall, Zach pulled a decorative escritoire out from the paneling. It had long, slender legs and a tall pediment of solid wood that would cover most of the window. Without ceremony, Zach dumped everything in it, including some of his mother’s prized Steuben glass vases and Lladró figurines, onto the floor, oblivious to the shattering of thousands of dollars’ worth of décor. Then he picked the heavy mahogany escritoire up and heaved it against the window. It teetered but stabilized.

“We should be shielded now.” Zach felt secure enough to dash for the radio. With no time for niceties, he muttered, “Take Abigail to the pantry off the kitchen. Wait for me. Get Mom and Consuela too. Take your piece.”

For once, John Travis obeyed someone else’s order.

Running into the hallway to check the door, Zach growled into the radio at their very expensive security detail, “What the hell is wrong with you guys? Don’t you know what a long-range silenced rifle sounds like? They just took two shots at us. Get to the trees outside the wall now. That’s the only place they could be. Now, dammit, before they get away!” Zach went from room to room to check that all was secure, but he didn’t find any broken windows or smashed door locks.

As he passed the pantry on his way to the back door, he rapped on the heavy portal. “Y’all okay in there?”

“Yes. We’re fine,” his father groused. “I don’t like hiding here like a coward, Zach.

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